I Thought of You
By Mike Subritzky
I thought of you this morning beloved
in the shattered dawning light
as we “stood down” from the alert
and I secured the starlight scope;
and we rested from last night.
I thought of you later beloved
as Pete Shaw (the medic) and I
checked African kids for scabies
and pregnant African mothers
and old African men with TB...
who were waiting to die.
I thought of you just after 12 beloved
as we stopped to wash and take a break
but then they brought the wounded guerrillas in
from Francistown; with blood
and bile and bandages...
and then I thought no more of anything.
Rhodesian War - 1979-80.